Psalm 104

Praise Jehovah, O my soul, Jehovah, my god,
You are of greatness, clothed with splendor and majesty.
He wraps himself in light as if it were a robe.
He stretches the heavens as if it were a tent.
He lays the foundations of his upper chambers
In the rain above and makes the cloud his chariot
To ride upon the wings of the wind.  He makes the winds
His messengers and his servants, lightning flashes.

You set the earth upon its foundations
So that, through the ages, it might never move.
You covered it with the sea, like a garment,
The water standing above the mountains.
But at your rebuke the waters receded,
From your voice of thunder they hurried away.
The mountains rose up and the valleys sank,
Assuming the places you decreed for them. 
You set the boundaries the waters cannot cross. —-
Never again will they cover the earth.
You make springs gush water into the valleys
So that they may flow between the mountains.
They provide water for the beasts of the field;
The wild donkeys are able to quench their thirst.
Beside them the birds of the sky build nests,
And they sing among the branches of the trees.
He waters the mountains from the heavens;
The earth is filled with the fruit of his making.
He causes the grass to grow for the livestock;
He provides crops for man to cultivate
That he might produce his food from the earth,
Wine to give gladness to the heart of man,
Oil to make the skin of his face glisten,
And bread to give him bodily sustenance.
The trees of Jehovah are well watered —
The cedars of Lebanon he planted.
There the birds find a place to build their nests
And the stork makes its home in the fir trees.
The mountain peaks belong to the wild goats,
And the cliff  gives shelter to the hyraxes.
He made the moon to mark off the seasons
And the sun — it knows when it’s time to set.
You bring the darkness and it becomes night,
When all the creatures of the forest prowl.
 Lions roar for their prey, hunting food from God,
At sunrise, they go back to their dens to rest.
Man goes to work and labors till evening.

How many are your works, Jehovah.
With wisdom did you make them all;
The earth is full of your creatures.
There is the sea so great and wide,
Teeming with creatures numberless,
Living beings both great and small.
There the ships pass and Leviathan,
Which you created to frolic there.
All the creatures depend on you
To give them their food in due season.
Offer it, and they take it in.
Open your hand, they are well filled.
Hide your face, and they are alarmed.
Take away from them the breath of life,
They expire and turn back into dust.
When you breathe, they are created
And the face of the earth you renew.

May the glory of Jehovah forever endure!
May Jehovah rejoice in all his creations!

He looks upon the earth and it trembles.
He touches the mountains and they smolder.

I will sing to Jehovah all of my life.
I will praise my god as long as I live.
May my meditation be pleasing to him,
Because I will rejoice in Jehovah.

Let the sinners vanish from earth
And may the wicked be no more.

May I bless Jehovah, O my soul,
And may I give praise to Jehovah.

Psalm 103

A Psalm of David

With all my heart, with all that is within me,
May I bless Jehovah and his holy name.
Praise Jehovah, my soul, forgetting not
All the kind services he has provided:
He forgives your sins and heals your ailments,
He saves your life from the pit of death
And showers you with kindness and compassion.
He fills your body with vitality
So that your youth is restored — like an eagle’s.

Jehovah judges with an even hand
And brings  justice to all who are oppressed.
He revealed his character to Moses,
His deeds to the people of Israel.
Jehovah is compassionate and gracious,
Slow to anger and full of loving kindness.
He will not constantly admonish us,
Nor will his anger persist forever.
He has not treated us as our sins deserve,
Or punished us according to our guilt.
As high as the heavens are above earth
So great is his love for those who revere him.
As great as is the distance from east to west,
So far has he removed us from our sins.
As a father shows kindness to his children,
Jehovah is kind to those that revere him,
For he knows how we are put together
And is mindful that we are only clay.
As for mortal man, his days are like the grass,
He blossoms like a flower in the field.
When the wind blows through it, it vanishes.
The place it was remembers it no more.
From eternity to eternity
Jehovah’s love is with those who revere him;
His justice is with their children’s children,
With those who abide by his covenant
And remember to keep his commandments.

Jehovah has set his throne in Heaven.
The kingdom he rules is all creation.
Praise Jehovah, you, his emissaries,
You, his mighty ones that do his bidding,
Who hearken to the commands of his voice.
Praise Jehovah, all you armies of Heaven,
Servants of his that carry out his will.

Bless Jehovah, all his works
Everywhere in his domain
Bless Jehovah, O my soul!